ProfNigma Stories #10: Schneider’s Island #9
Date: 12/7/2015,
Categories:
Celebrities,
Author: FrankSinner
... Carly asked, sliding into Spencer. "Yeah…" Noelle said, taking a deep breath and then leaning in closer. "It's definitely bl**d, but there is a lot of it. If this was Savanna's she would have had to have been bled out." Not once considering what her words would mean to Spencer until they were out, Noelle slowly backed away and offered an extremely apologetic glance. "Look!" Cat called out, pointing behind a shelf where she saw some strange markings coming from the pool. The other three followed her finger's direction and saw more of the red, but it seemed like it was pulled or wiped away. As if someone murdered someone and then dragged them deeper into the basement. Following the short, but winding trail, the four of them were led to the furnace, where the trail stopped. "I don't know why we would need the furnace going in the middle of the summer…" Noelle pondered, praying what she was afraid of wasn't true. Carly reached up to open the door, but Spencer quickly swatted her hand away. "Carly!" he said with complete urgency, "you'd scald your hand…" The eldest Shay looked around for a second and saw a bunch of old towels. Wrapping his hand tightly, he turned off the furnace and then pulled open the door, which not only released a ton of smoke, but also intensified the smell a hundredfold. "Guess that explains the smell…" Noelle said, moving beside Spencer to look inside, while Cat and Carly kept their distance. The two ...
... of them used a poker and a small fireplace shovel, to look around inside, searching for any sign of what made that smell, or why the trail of bl**d ended there. "Hold on…" Noelle said, sliding until Spencer was out of the way. She seemed to be busy moving stuff around but what she had seen couldn't be shared until Noelle stepped back with something on the end of her shovel. "That's…" "Yeah, Cat…" Noelle said, nodding slowly. "That's a skull." "I'm going to throw up…" Carly moaned and moved back, nearly slipping in the red pool beneath her feet. For nearly a minute there was utter silence as Noelle and Spencer looked at the skull while Cat did her best to try and comfort Carly from her nausea. "This isn't the skull of a ch*ld," Noelle said, as if that made things any better. "The head's way too big, and from the look of it, it's fairly recent; in the last 6 hours, at least. Looks like was crushed by a pretty strong f*rce, since it seemed to smash through both temples." "Should I even ask how you know all that?" Spencer said, staring almost incredulously. "I'm a writer… we're into… well, we're into some weird shit sometimes." "Huh…" Spencer said, breathing a small sigh of relief but felt no closer to finding his daughter. "So if that isn't Savanna… who… whose is it?" * * * Along the riverbank, there were no words exchanged by Sam or Nate for several minutes, both equally content to not even ...